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wondersinwaynemanor · 4 months

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that time when Jason and Damian worked together in "spoiling" Tim to make up for the "murder attempts" they did to their sleep-deprived brother.

Tim wakes up from his room: What the fu- I don't remember how I got here.

Tim sees Jason and Damian casually reading by the corner of his room.

Tim: What are you two doing in my room???

Damian: Drake's up. Told you he's alive.

Jason: Oh, thank fuck. I thought you died.

Tim: What are you guys...

Tim recalls a few events from last night.

Tim: What did you put in my coffee, Jason????

Jason: Not my formula. It's the brat's.

Damian crosses his arms, looking like a mini Bruce: I believe we deserve a thank you, Drake. Tt.

Tim: A thank you for drugging me???

Jason: You aren't sleeping, Timmy. And you're just as stubborn like the rest of this family, so it was the best option.

Damian: Agreed.

Tim groans: I knew I had a bad feeling. No one is fucking touching my coffee ever again!!!

as soon as Tim stands up from the bed, both Jason and Damian immediately goes to either side of him, holding both of his arms.

Tim: Um... What are you guys doing?

Jason: Making sure you're alright.

Damian: We're merely guiding you.

Tim: Guiding me to the bathroom? I don't recall getting injured from last night. Unless you also added a another formula for that.

Jason opens the door of the bathroom while Damian's tiny arm is around Tim's waist.

by the time Tim is done freshening up for the morning, Damian is still in his room.

Tim: Dami, honestly, what's going on-

Damian: It's the hour for breakfast, Drake. Come now.

Tim: But I'm not hungry-

Damian: No buts. *he goes behind Tim and pushes him towards the door*

Damian is pulling Tim's arm until they arrive at the kitchen.

Jason is wearing an apron and putting food on the table.

Tim smiles: Jay, you're cooking for everyone? That's actually nice of you.

Jason: For everyone? Nah, only for you, Timbers.

Damian: Sit, Drake. *he pats the seat beside the one he's sitting on*

Tim complies: So, when am I going to hear the joke? Dick, come out now! We get it, we're bonding. Bruce, you on this too? I know this is what you want!

Jason and Damian look at each other.

Jason: What the fuck are you talking about, Tim?

Damian: Don't be silly, Drake. Now let's eat.

Tim starts to eat: You should know you are both creeping me out. But this is great. Thank you, Jay.

Jason shrugs as he's eating too: It's nothing.

Dick and Bruce peer from the entrance of the kitchen.

Dick has a wide smile on his face: I didn't think they were gonna go through with this. Although, the sleeping antidote...

Bruce: Was over the top.

Dick: I mean, Timmy isn't good at the sleeping category, B. So, how long do you think they're gonna do this?

Bruce smiles lightly: They're both full of determination. It's hard knowing.

Later at night before patrol.

Tim screams from the changing rooms: JAY!!! DAMI!! I CAN'T CHANGE WITH YOU GUYS AROUND!!! ENOUGH OF THIS!!!

Nightwing and Batman already on their suits by the batcomputer.

Batman: You lost, Chum.

Nightwing: Aw man. Guess I underestimated my brothers. But I do admit, it's nice seeing them working it out.

Batman smiles lightly: It is.

and good luck to the criminals who would come across Red Robin tonight, thinking they can hurt him cus Red Hood and Robin are going to beat the shit out of them. together.

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crystaldivination · 5 months

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“𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠?”

Thιs ιs ᥲ ᥣᥱttᥱr/tᥱxt from ყoᥙr most dᥱsιrᥱd ρᥱrsoᥒ

Hᥱყ bᥲbᥱs! It’s bᥱᥱᥒ ᥲ ᥕhιᥣᥱ, ᥲ qᥙιtᥱ ᥣoᥒg ᥕhιᥣᥱ bᥙt ᥒoᥕ I’m hᥱrᥱ ᥕιth ᥲ ᥒᥱᥕ ριᥴk-ᥲ-ᥴᥲrd rᥱᥲdιᥒg. Todᥲყ I brιᥒg ყoᥙ ᥲᥒothᥱr romᥲᥒᥴᥱ toριᥴ. I oρtᥱd for somᥱthιᥒg I kᥒoᥕ ყoᥙ’d ᥣιkᥱ ᥲᥒd somᥱthιᥒg thᥲt’d rᥲdιᥲtᥱ ᥣovιᥒg ᥱᥒᥱrgყ to ᥱvᥱrყoᥒᥱ ᥕho fιᥒds thιs. I hoρᥱ ყoᥙ ᥲᥣᥣ fιᥒd ιt ᥱᥒjoყᥲbᥣᥱ! Lᥱt mᥱ kᥒoᥕ hoᥕ ιt rᥱsoᥒᥲtᥱs.

⣷ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ⣷ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐒 ⣷ 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 & 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄

Disclaimer: this is a general reading which may or may not resonate with you. Take what resonates and leave out anything that doesn't. Feel free to choose another pile if you'd like.

How to choose your pile? As always meditate or close your eyes before looking at each picture. Trust your intuition and pick out a picture you feel the most drawn to.

The piles

both rows from left -> right

1 🖤

—mყ oᥒᥱ

You! Yes, you. What are you doing? Letting your life passing by you like that… don’t make a habit of attempting to give up without even trying. Don’t you dare waste your precious time. It’s time to wake up my little honey bear. I don’t wanna see you like that. You got your passion to go after, a so amazing future ahead of you waiting for you to embrace.

Don’t you think you’re worth it? Worth your effort trying to make what you truly want happen even if you don’t know the outcome now? Because I think you are. I’m right here even if you can’t see me. You would know how frustrated I can be when you’re being so stubborn and fearful. That’s so not you, you know that *chuckle*. Where did the little fiery spirit go, hm? I get that, things are not that easy… everything used to be easier, dot dot dot but don’t you see that you’re just making it harder than it looks? What do you have to lose if you just make the first step, huh? Try it, right now! No one is standing in your way but yourself. I can speak from experience.

A not so good result? Chin up. Try it again! And again until you got the hang of it. It’s better than just living in dissatisfaction and getting by right? Master your bravery until you master your craft. Now take my hand and trust in the process. Believe in yourself and what you can. I’m always watching you from above. Don’t make me feel sad about not being able to guide you. I want you to enjoy yourself and your life. You got this! There’s nothing to worry about. Open your heart and your mind then you’ll see the magic happening right in front of you. Make a difference first and all will follow. I’m always beside you, loving and supporting you. We will find each other again. I’m the light at the end of the tunnel, always guiding you home. You’ve never lost me. You belong with me. If you miss me, look deep in your heart and you’ll see me there. Have hope my love.

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2 🖤

—sᥱᥲsoᥒ ᥴhᥲᥒgᥱ

It’s hard for me to say something or anything at all. I don’t know… I’m in pain right now. The darkest feelings from memories that I’ve always wanted to escape from are catching up to me. I can’t take this excruciating pain and agony anymore. People are cruel. Sometimes I ask myself if love really is out there, if it’s kind enough to wait for me to give me its sincere and beautiful magic like how they called it at all or if there’s nothing like that because if there is, would it betray me like this? What does it all mean? Is everything just love? What is love? Is it just a journey one must go to find themself again? It’s hard, it’s painful. I feel like losing myself. Why does one have to go through pain?

I can’t get these bitter feelings off of me. My world is falling apart with nothing to hold on to. You’re the one i want to avoid the most but at the end of the day I somehow always find myself holding on to you again. You’re the only one I can remember, the only one I can hold onto even if I don’t want it. The only thing I can do is to deny it so I won’t believe it but I know that’s not the truth. You’re keeping me from collapsing completely. I know it’s selfish if I say I want you to ease my pain, to take my pain away but right now you’re the only safe haven I have.

I want to be a sweet and friendly person for you but there’s all this anxiety. The horror and the fear from the past are holding me back. I’m scared. I’m scared to scare you. I’m triggered when I see your face. You need to stay out of my way. I don’t want to hurt you. I fear to make this mistake again. To trust and then being let down again. Loving you feel like a dream but I’m too unstable. What if I can’t ever get out of that dream although it’d be a beautiful thought but I’m scared to mess up. I used to have everything but you and now I have nothing but you to hold onto. Isn’t that sad or just a cliché? I do want to give you a love so pure and I want love you unconditionally but maybe love is not in it for me, maybe i just need to focus on myself. I’m just unlucky I guess, for a lack of a better word.

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3 🖤

—mooᥒᥣιght

I’ve been looking for you for way too long. We belong together, you and I. We're soulmates, I just know it. I know you’re right there. You’re just waiting for me like I am for you. It’s reassuring to know we both sit under the same sky looking at the same moon right? I can’t wait to meet you. I think we’re alike. You’re exactly what I’m looking for. Let me be the perfect missing puzzle to your picture and you can be the light that is shining on me. You’re my beautiful dream fever. You drive me wild and crazy.

Under the moonlight let me adore you. I can imagine your eyes sparkling when admiring the stars while I’m the one who’s admiring your beauty. Looking into your eyes must be magical. I don’t have to see through rose-colored glasses to recognize how you are the rosé world embellished with flower petals yourself that I seek. You’re a fascination to me. I can’t figure you out yet but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to know you more. I don’t actually know you but I feel like I do regardless. I don’t need to know the truth. My heart knows you’re perfect either way.

Your skin, the softness that you carry in you. I want to inhale your scent like it's some kind of drug I can’t get used to with its intensity but won’t be able to stop. You speak and understand me with all your body and soul, I know you do, thus this is why day by day I dive into you with my soul. Although my mortal eyes show and tell me something else it doesn’t matter. As long as I have you in my heart I know you’re already here with me and always. They say you’re a rare diamond that I, as an ordinary human, have no chance to earn but let me, a humble one, find you and treat you the way you’ve always deserved because you’re worthy of all good. You can decide once you see and know me if I’m worthy of your attention and love. I want to claim you as mine but not out of fear, instead I want you to claim me as yours as well.

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4 🖤

—thᥱ soᥙᥒd of ყoᥙ

Why are you so ridiculously beautiful? You’re so stunningly beautiful. You can do whatever you want to me, and I’ll let you. I care for you so much. You’re the softest sound from the most perfect lullaby I’ve ever known of but can’t seem to believe actually exists. I dream of you. I want to see you smile and make you happy.

Come here. I’m right here, sweetheart. I need you to stop beating yourself up. You won’t hurt yourself. You won’t give up. You can overcome anything because you’re strong. You can do it for yourself and me. Be happy and live your life to the fullest. You deserve it my little darling. You don’t know how special you are so don’t you dare lose your light because of anything or anyone trying to dim that light. Stay positive and be brave. I know you can.

Most of the times I don’t even know why my heart is longing for you. It’s like there’s an invisible draw that is pulling me towards you. A call for my other half. An important half that I feel is missing in me. Is there a chance that I’ve known you before because I feel like knowing you without knowing you before. You open up memories in me that I’ve never seen before but they are telling me they exist deep in my mind and were forgotten for a very long time. Do you believe in destiny? I don’t but I might get convinced.

With me you don’t have to be tough all the time or pretend to be. I can love you for who you are with all your strengths and weaknesses. If you’re really the right one for me and that can only my heart tells, I’ll love you with all that my heart can offer. And I promise you, I will stick around as long as I can. I won’t let you down.

Now wait for you? I can do that. Even if the world ends tomorrow my will would stay strong. I want to be able to see and touch you. I’m confused but this is somehow a good feeling. What do you say? I think I’m not ready for our union yet but I might get surprised by the universe by what it is conspiring for us, I guess?

♡ PS. to my followers who participated in my latest game — due to personal matters i won’t be able to answer your asks any time soon but I’ll try to queue them whenever I can. I apologize for the delay.

— you’ve reached the end of this post, thanks for reading!

signed, crystal.

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sanguineterrain · 7 months

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Hi again 😊 You suggested i could send another prompt, sooo… maybe you & Jason have been together awhile, and you’re kidnapped by (choose your villain) and Jason is worried and frantic but trying to not show it of course, and negotiating for your safety? Ends up rescuing you of course, in whichever way you prefer, and then they find comfort in each-other 💗

I haven’t had time or energy to work on my WIP lately so this is very lovely and gratifying 😂👌🏻💗

aghh that's the worst! wishing you luck on your wip!! i'm glad you like these <3 requests are open for jason, dick, and MAWS!clark kent btw!

this one is very batfam focused hehehe. ft dramatic ass jason and his surprise kidnapped fiancé lol.

jason todd x gn!reader. tw: violence, kidnapped reader, reader is pushed off a building for a moment but they're okay dw <3, batfam feels, jason being a protective bf, bruce being a GOOD DAD! c:

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"Actually, if we're being honest, if anyone has the most trauma in this family, it's—"

Batman grunts. "Really, Spoiler, not now."

The comm line crackles as Stephanie sniffs. "Fine. Stay in denial."

"Bats."

Every bat and bird in Gotham goes still.

"Hood?" Barbara asks carefully, already tracking his comm link.

"Oracle," he says, clipped. "I'm gonna get right to it: I need a favor. Can you help? Yes or no."

"Little Wing, where have you been?" Dick asks. "We've all—"

"Shut up, Nightwing," Jason growls. "Either you help me or not. Which is it?"

"We'll help you, Hood," Bruce says, voice washing over Jason like a balm.

Jason takes a deep breath. It's okay. He'll find you. Batman always beats the bad guys.

He fiddles with his jacket zipper. Moments tick by. Dick remains crouched on a rooftop. Damian is similarly poised.

"My..." Jason swallows. "My... fiancé's been taken."

The comm explodes with noise. Jason winces and digs the bud out of his ear for several seconds.

"Fiancé?!"

"You're getting married—"

"When was this—"

"Who are—"

"Enough," Jason growls, finally shoving the bud back into his ear. "I don't have fucking time for this. Yes, I am engaged, and they've been taken. No more questions."

"Tt. You are engaged? Impossible. Batman, clearly someone has hacked the line pretending to be Hood," Damian says, folding his arms.

Jason rolls his eyes. "Believe it or not, demon bird, I found someone crazy enough to marry me."

"Little Wing, I—I'm really proud of—"

"Shut up!" Jason pinches the bridge of his nose. This was a bad idea. You're in trouble, and Jason intends to tear Gotham apart to find you, but involving his family? Has he really stooped so low...

Deep breath. His focus is you. You're the only person that matters.

"Look, I'm telling you because Oracle's tracking me anyway, and B would snoop until he figured out who I'm really looking for, so it's easier to just tell you. But make no mistake: you aren't my family, and you won't see us again after tonight."

Bruce's throat tightens. His cape flutters in the wind.

"Very well," he says after a couple beats. "Last known location?"

"I'm sending you the address now. I've retraced my steps a hundred times though, and I can't—" Jason grits his teeth. He can't tear up or break things, not again. "Fuck. I can't fucking find them, B. I... I don't know if-if maybe I'm too late—"

"You're not," Dick says automatically. "We'll find them, Little Wing. We'll bring them home."

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Your head is on fire.

It feels like there's a thousand needles pelting your skull. Whatever you were drugged with, it's hard stuff, and it hasn't worn away yet.

You look up; you're gagged and tied to some kind of support beam. As your vision clears, you see that you're in one of the new high rise-in-progress. Only the skeleton of the building has been completed because if Bruce Wayne isn't involved, construction takes forever to complete.

Faintly, you recall Jason mentioning something about a construction company leaving half finished projects across the country and using them as havens for criminal activities.

Yeah. This is not good.

"Where the fuck is he?" The voice echoes across the concrete floor foundation.

"Mike, we sent—"

"I don't give a fuck what you did; obviously, you screwed up! He's not coming!"

You close your eyes, trying not to throw up on your gag. Your head spins when you open your eyes again.

Who's not coming? Your rescuer? Or somebody worse than your kidnappers?

You try to take a deep breath, but your chest tightens instead.

"Fine," Mike barks in the adjacent room. "If that hooded psychopath doesn't show up, we'll just dump this one. That'll send a message. Prepare the explosives."

A door swings open, and you flinch. You cower, shrinking from the figure.

"You better hope he shows," the guy growls, and cocks his gun. "Your boyfriend is the only reason you're still alive. It'll be such fun to watch him fall to his death, don't you think?"

You try not to show your swelling panic. How does he know about you and Jason? And you have to warn him. Explosives. Jason's walking straight into a trap, without backup, because you know he'll be alone. He always works alone.

Mike sneers and waves the gun around.

"Oh, yeah. I know your secrets. In bed with Gotham's biggest crime lord. You must be his favorite. I can see why."

"Mike!" someone shouts. "We got company!"

Mike's eyes blaze cruelly. "Showtime. You're coming with me."

You thrash as hard as you can because if there's one thing Jason taught you, it's to always fight back.

Mike backhands you hard enough to send you sprawling. Your hands are bound, so you can't catch yourself, and you hit your head on the concrete. Blood pools in your gums.

"Try that shit again, bitch," he snarls, and hefts you up.

He drags you up a flight of stairs. Your head throbs, and now your jaw aches. You're too dizzy to try to fight back again.

You end up on the roof, which is a miasma of beams and wooden lattices. Wind cuts through your face, and you close your eyes so they don't water.

"Hood!" Mike crows. "Wonderful of you to join us!"

"Wish I could say the same," Jason says, and your heart leaps at the sound of his voice.

You start to shout through your gag because you have to warn him. It's a trap, he'll kill you both—

Mike wraps his arm around your throat and squeezes. Air stops, and you choke on your cries.

"I'll kill you," Jason snarls, and you know he wants to say more, but he's trying to protect you. "Let them go and maybe I won't break every bone in your body."

"Oh, don't worry. You two will be reunited soon. What is it they say? Love blinds you?"

"Michael Cassidy," a new voice says, deep and deadly. "Let go of the hostage. We can talk this out."

You crack open your eyes. Is that... Batman? And Robin? And... Nightwing? What—

The arm around your throat tightens and you gasp for air as you start to choke for real. Oh God. Batman's going to die because of you.

"You involved Batman?" Mike snarls, now truly irate. You feel yourself being dragged backward, toward the edge. Your stomach rolls in warning.

"Take it easy," Batman says, palms up. "We can work this out."

"You can't play fair?" Mike shouts. "Then neither will I!"

The wood beneath your feet is gone. You're falling.

"No!"

But no sooner than you fall are you caught. Warm arms encircle your waist, and you're jerked to a stop before you can fall more than a few feet.

"I got you, baby, I got you."

Jason is connected to a grapple. At the roof edge is Batman, Nightwing, and Spoiler, all holding the grapple.

You shake your head, screaming against your gag. Bomb. Bomb!

"'S alright, 's alright, sweetheart, I won't drop you."

You scream urgently through your gag, butting your head against his helmet. Jason pulls your gag half free and you choke out the warning.

"B-bomb!"

His grip tightens. "Shit. B, get out of here! Place is rigged to blow!"

The first explosion goes off. Jason meets your gaze. He's terrified, you can tell, but he tries to mask it.

"Let go," he says.

"Wh—"

"He'll catch you," Jason promises. "I trust him."

And then he lets go.

Several more explosions go off. The building begins to crumble. Dust and heat sweep across your face and lodge in your already sore throat. You scream, in the air for a few more seconds.

Then you crash into gray body armor. A cowl, a cape.

"It's alright," Batman gruffly says. "Hold on tight."

Batman swings you both to safety on an adjacent rooftop. You watch him dive back into the flames. It isn't long before Jason swings out of the smoke, then the others. He pulls off his helmet and tosses it to the side, arms open.

You run and bury your face in Jason's neck, clinging to him. He hugs your tightly and rubs your back, saying over and over, I got you.

You sigh and slacken out of exhaustion.

"I've got you, baby," he says, though his voice is wet this time. "You're safe."

Jason checks over your wounds. You see the rage cross his face several times at every bruise and cut on you. He doesn't let go of you even after he's done. He's shaking too, perhaps more than you, as he cuts your binds and completely removes your gag.

The Bats land gracefully behind you. Jason stiffens as they do.

You kiss his jaw. His gaze returns to you.

"You saved me," you say.

"I always will," he says. "Always."

"Are either of you injured?"

Batman suddenly swishes to your side. You blink, startled.

"Nothing serious," you say. Jason grunts unhappily at that. You manage a smile. "Thank you. All of you. Thank you so much."

Jason nods stiffly. "Thanks, Bats."

Nightwing smiles, face soft with affection. "'Course, Hood. And, uh, Hood's fiancé. We're there any time you need us."

"That's right, chum," Batman says. The obvious care in his voice makes you ache.

Jason had called his family. His family with whom he has a plethora of problems. He'd called them for you.

"Jay," you say, voice thick with emotion. He seems to understand instantly.

"I'll always bring you home," he vows, cupping your face. "Whatever it takes."

He pulls you to him like he can't bear to be away from you any longer.

You squeeze his wrists. "I know. It's okay, Jay. I'm okay."

Out of the corner of your eye, you see that the Bats still have not dispersed. Spoiler looks like she's about to melt into a puddle. Nightwing is the same. Even Batman looks a little sentimental.

Robin is the only one scowling, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Hood, are you not going to introduce your fiance-we-just-learned-existed-tonight?" Robin asks, arms folded.

Jason huffs. "Not with those manners, demon brat."

You roll your eyes and extend your hand to Batman. You say your name, smiling.

"It's an honor to meet you, sir," you say.

Batman laughs, and it sounds a little fond. It's also kind of weird to hear Batman laugh. "No sir necessary. It's equally an honor to meet the person my son is marrying."

Jason makes a choked little noise. You beam.

"Well," Batman murmurs. "We'll let you two get home. We'll track down the rest of Michael's thugs—"

"Come to the wedding," Jason blurts.

Batman stills. "Me?" he asks carefully.

"Everybody," Jason says, tugging you into his side. "Uncle Clark, Aunt Diana, Selina, your ten thousand kids, everyone."

He turns to you. "I-I mean, as long as that's okay with you, baby."

"Oh, Jay. It's your family. Of course I want them to come." You lean in to whisper in his ear. "I'm proud of you."

"Little Wing, c'mere!"

Nightwing tackles Jason in a hug, then drags Robin, who protests loudly, in by his cape. Spoiler snaps a picture from the sideline.

"Now that's adorable," she says.

Batman looks at you. He removes his cowl, and you gasp quietly. He smiles, and it makes him look decades younger. You guess he hasn't smiled much since he lost Jason.

"Thank you," he says.

You tilt your head. "For what?"

"For bringing him back to us."

You duck your head. "Oh, Mr. Wayne, that wasn't me—"

"Bruce," he corrects gently. "And it was. You played a bigger part than you know. You saved him. Thank you."

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wolfjackle-creates · 1 year

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WIP Wednesday

Part 1, Part 2

This is more of Ghost!Robin haunting Jason. This might not've won the poll (if you haven't voted, it's the post right after this one on my blog. But you'll have to come out in numbers to win against the Dead on Main shippers!), but it will feature in both this week's WIP Wednesday and next, so y'all better be happy.

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“If he’s still in the area, you should invite him,” said Dick. “Alfred’s food is to die for.” Robin was hanging upside down next to Dick nodding solemnly.

Danny tried to stop himself, he really did. He even managed to keep from saying he’d been there done that, but he couldn’t keep from laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe.

From where he was bent over trying to catch his breath, he saw Dick do some sort of spin that ended with him sitting upright on the chair. “Um… Is he all right?”

“He’s fine,” Jazz insisted. “He just thinks he’s hilarious. He had an accident when he was younger with electricity and his heart stopped. But after a few months his condition stabilized and now he’s stronger than ever.”

Through his laughs, Danny gasped, “If— If I hadn’t died… Mom and Dad… And you never, Gotham.”

Jazz turned away from him and hid her face in Jason’s neck. Danny just got himself under control when he noticed her shoulders shaking slightly.

He lost it again, Jazz following just behind.

Someone was saying “I’m confused” but someone else joined in their laughter. Danny looked up and saw it was Jason. And Robin. He liked them both already.

“Sorry, sorry,” gasped Danny once he had enough breath to do so. “Amity Parkers have a morbid sense of humor.”

“Tt, I hardly believe your heart stopping then medical intervention saving your life can count as you actually dying.” Damian had a sneer on his face and Danny already didn’t like him.

But rather than engage, he just shrugged. “It was close enough that the ghosts back home like me more’n most.” He wiped his eyes to get rid of the tears.

“I like you, kid. Great sense of humor.” Jason reached around Jazz to ruffle his hair; Danny swatted the hand away.

“Ghosts?” asked Cass.

“Yes, of course,” said Jazz. “Amity Park, the most haunted town in America.”

“Ghosts aren’t real,” argued Damian.

“Do you really need to play up the tourist gimmick even around friends?” added Tim.

“Tourist gimmick? We hate outsiders.” Danny didn’t even bother responding to the comment about ghosts not existing.

“Why do you dislike outsiders so much?” asked Bruce.

With a shrug, Jazz answered, “It’s hard to explain, but outsiders just don’t fit in in Amity.”

Danny let himself look at Robin who was sitting on the back of the couch behind Jason. “Jason might be an exception, though. Have you taken him home yet?”

“No, but I’ve been wanting to. Just… Jack and Maddie.” Jazz did take their betrayal so much harder than Danny had.

“Fair. Tell you what, give me a list of weeks you two can arrange to get off and I’ll make sure Mom and Dad are out of Amity for at least one of them.”

Jason leaned around Jazz to ask, “Why are you so sure I’d fit in in Amity?”

Obviously he couldn’t say it was because Jason was haunted and liminal, so all he said was, “Oh, you’ve got the vibes. You’ll understand it when you get there. Just… Listen to Jazz? It isn’t really safe if you try and do your own thing.”

Around them, various conversations developed and Danny let Jazz take over describing the places in Amity she wanted to show Jason. Instead, he watched Robin interact with the wider group.

The ghost kept trying to get the attention of someone, anyone, in the Wayne family. But his efforts focused on Bruce and Dick. He was clearly haunting Jason, though, and it feels like they might be sharing ectoplasm somehow.

Danny really wanted to pull out his Ecto-tracker, based off the Fenton Finder but far more sensitive and accurate. Instead, he just moved his bag closer to him.

“We can store that somewhere so you don’t have to carry it around with you,” offered Tim who must’ve seen the motion.

“Oh, that’s okay. Mr. Alfred already offered. I feel more comfortable having my bag with me.”

“What are you carrying around?” he asked.

“Bit of everything, to be honest. Laptop, PDA, chargers, first aid kit, granola bars, medicines, change of clothes, things I need for my job.”

Jason asked over Jazz’s head, “What is your job? Jazz never shares specifics, just that it keeps you too busy to visit or call very often.”

Robin was now staring at him with a grin and making amused trills. It took all of Danny’s self control to not snark at him.

“I do contract work.” It was his default answer on Earth. It was even sort-of true. If he squinted and tilted his head. Robin did not look impressed by his answer.

“I… Don’t know what that means,” admitted Jason. “What field do you work in?”

Danny waved a hand in the air. “Ancients, easier to ask what I don’t do! I build or repair things. I’m good at finding people. I help others get where they need to go. I’ve done babysitting before. I’m called in to deescalate or otherwise resolve conflicts. Basically, if someone needs assistance with something, I do it. Or I know someone who can.”

“Why do you swear by these ‘Ancients?’” asked Damian.

“It’s another ghost thing. But you don’t believe in ghosts, so I don’t know what to tell you.”

“Jazz swears by them, too,” added Jason.

Tim elbowed Damian who stood and actually pulled a knife on his brother. Not only was this kid liminal, he definitely had some ghostly instincts. “Woah, that’s enough, Damian!” ordered Dick as he positioned himself between the two.

Damian allowed Dick to take the blade, though he continued to glare at Tim. “Then tell Drake to not touch me again.”

Tim rolled his eyes and said, “Whatever,” as he moved closer to Danny and Jazz. To Danny, he asked, “So, what sort of things do you build?”

Danny decided Damian’s ghost instincts weren’t worth commenting on at the moment and just answered the question. “Oh, I can build anything.” Pulling out his PDA, he unlocked it and handed it to Tim. “My partner Tucker and I designed these. All the capabilities of a smartphone without the need for a cellular plan. Plus durable enough to survive being run over by a tank. And it gets service anywhere.”

Tim wasted no time in navigating the device’s capabilities. “What is this UI? I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Tucker designed it. He’s a genius with software. I’m the hardware guy.”

Tim asked more details on the specs of the PDA which Danny happily answered. The things he built with Tucker were always his favorite inventions.

Tag list!

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Part 4

@addie-lover-of-stories, @justwannabecat, @gin2212, @amercurio, @regonold, @overtherose, @readerzj, @sjrose1216, @echoednonny, @deeterzz, @blu-lilac, @number-one-jew, @rowanaway-fromthisbs, @vythika96, @tired-yet-awaken, @themirrorghost

I think that's everyone! Let me know and I'll add you.

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton #jazz fenton #jason todd #ghost!Robin #batfam #this section includes my favorite bit of dialogue!#bruce is watching them intently trying to figure out what the fenton sibling's deal is #already planning how to investigate them #and their town #but he's playing head-empty no-thoughts brucie #for the moment at least #so danny hasn't really noticed him #or the rest of the bats exchanging looks #Robin is a good distraction

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1999mercury · 1 year

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THEM AS YOUR BOYFRIEND! ☆

part one, childe! gender neutral reader

٩(ˊᗜˋ)و✰ written by jules! @1999mercury

1. FLUFF

Okay, first things first. I think Childe would be more of a gift giving AND words of affirmation person. He the typa guy to praise you on tons of shit (specifically battles *cough*) just to show his love to you.

Honestly, I don't think he'd like people that are very weak either. If you can beat him in a battle and he ends up liking you, my guy will follow you around like a lost puppy.

He LOVES physical affection. Oh my LORD this guy will absolutely cling to you. I really do believe this guy fits the 'golden retriever' trope even though he is literally a walking weapon actively looking for a fight. He'd probably praise you for beating the shit out of him.

Whenever you visit his post in Liyue, he gets so happy about it. He's always missing you and he doesn't exactly get the chance to see you as much as he wants to. So if you're able to take the time to get to see him, he'll be happier then a kid on Christmas.

I mean this guy is literally just a 6 ft kid, ever wonder why they named him Childe? Even though he can be incredibly annoying and even harsher on his recruits/underlings, he's also informal with them.

If you get to the point of dating where he genuinely LOVES loves you, I think thats the time he'll take you to see his family for the first time. If you're not used to the cold, good luck in Snezhnaya. He'd probably snicker at you shivering while he's a solid as a statue.

Back to the love language's part, have you ever seen those cleaning videos where there's like 5,000 packages at the door? He would most definitely send that to you. I mean, he does spoil his siblings all the time, why not you? You might have to tell him soon enough to stop.

small headcanon where he just gets so happy and giggly if he see's you getting along with his siblings: it makes him feel like a pot of jello and it just makes him dmkJdjdj he looks so happy <333

2. ANGST

As much as you and I want him to be, he definitely is not going to be the perfect boyfriend, especially regarding his past. So let's dive into that a little.

First off, the main part of his story is that he ran away from home, fell into the Abyss and trained there for 3 months, came back and had a personality switch, and was sent to the Fatui.

My personal head canon is that he didn't join WILLINGLY. Either they dragged him in, or his parents sold him off, whatever. I just don't think he would've joined it. He also doesn't agree with a lot of their ideals, but still goes through with it because of his pride.

And here comes the first angst head canon, his pride. Pride isn't the worst on it's own, but when it becomes too much... the person starts to become a little bit of an asshole!

Childe takes too much pride in his strength and in battle, which is why if he would ever come home to you battered up and bruised like he just got jumped, he just sweeps it under the rug like its a casual thing (which it kinda is considering his job.) He doesn't really, care, if you worry too much about him.

He just pushes it off every-time as "Oh, don't worry [Name]! Ill be fine." However, you will get annoyed if he always just does that every time. Saying the same thing all about how he's going to be just peachy. It's almost anger inducing, right?

Oh, you two will most definitely get into at least one fight over it.

His pride also more than not screws him over, and that along with his straightforwardness is what led to the whole Osial ordeal. It's extremely easy to manipulate him into making him do what you want because of this pride, and how he will take on a task no matter how hard it is.

another angst head canon I have is, you know that audio on tt that says "If I betray you, I betray myself. If I betray him, I betray my country." imagine that exact audio but replace him with her and imagine it as Childe talking about the Tsaritsa in the second part. OOOH that would be such heart twisting angst especially cause we all know Childe is super loyal to Tsaritsa but, he, loves u, so much 😞😞

Another thing is that because a lot of his childhood was ripped away from him due to the abyss and the Fatui, he has temperamental issues. Due to him not being able to mature correctly, he will most always accidentally blow up on you or others once or twice. It's not exactly his fault, but don't encourage it. Just let him calm down.

He cares about you a lot, and he'd probably rip Celestia apart if that meant you two would stick together, he just isn't exactly perfect. No one is, so don't leave him.

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spider-jaysart · 11 months

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My friend @theredheaded-stuff showed me this panel of Damian carrying this giant sword around and then I just came up with this whole scenario lol😂

Damian just walking into the Justice League base with Bruce, while carrying his giant sword around like in the picture above, just shocking everyone in there with it

Clark: Bruce???? You just let him carry that around with him?????

Bruce: Well, it's what he wanted, so I said it was fine with me

Hal: ARE YOU SERIOUS???? JUST LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT THING!! HOW DOES HE CARRY IT AROUND WITH SUCH TINY ARMS????!!!

Damian, points sword at hal: DON'T CALL MY ARMS TINY!!!

Barry: DON'T HURT HIM!!!!

Oliver: ....Now I can see why my son Connor was begging me to let him get a giant sword last week. Good thing I said no to him CAUSE THAT WOULD JUST BE CRAZY JUST LIKE YOU RIGHT NOW!

Bruce: Hey! Don't tell me how to raise my kids!

Oliver: WHERE DOES HE EVEN PUT THAT THING WHEN HE'S TIRED OF HOLDING IT OR WHILE DOING SOMETHING???? IN HIS BACK POCKET????!!!

Bruce: You know what? Yes he does, CAUSE I BUILTED ONE FOR HIM! AND IT'S CALLED THE BAT POCKET!! And maybe if you would get your son a giant sword too, than maybe he would feel just as cool as my son right now, because just using arrows to fight crime is nothing new and it's just boring!!!!

Oliver: Take that back right now

Diana, suddenly walking into the room: (GASP!) OH MY! WHAT IS HE HOLDING????

Bruce, with his arms crossed in annoyance: A sword. Are you gonna start giving me some judgey comments about my parenting skills too?

Diana: Absolutely not! I believe it is one of the best choices for being used as weapons!! Let me see! (Runs over to Damian to get a better look)

Diana, examining it: Oh, it is just very marvoules!

Damian: Thank you

Diana: You've made the right choice setting him up with such a wonderfully and beautifully crafted sword that would protect him very well in combat! It is even big enough to destroy dangerous beasts during battle as well!

Bruce: Why thank you (looks at the rest of the League with a smirk)

Everyone else: ????

(Both Damian and Diana bond over their love for swords after this)

Damian showing it to Jon during a fight on patrol in Metropolis:

Jon: OMG! What is that?!

Damian: It's a sword, Corncob (=_=)

Jon: Well, yeah, I can see that for sure, I'm just wondering about how are you even carrying it???? And where did you get it from???!

Damian: Simple! I'm just that strong enough to carry it! And it was gifted to me! Now watch this!

(swings sword at a random tree behind him, making it fall on top of an incoming giant Lexcorp robot as he turns around to face Jon with a confident proud smile)

Jon, jaw dropped: (GASP!).... I'VE GOTTA ASK MY DAD TO GET ME ONE TOO!!!!

Damian: You should

Later:

Bruce, calling Clark: Clark? My son said that he left his Twizzelr pack at your house during a sleepover

Clark: What? Which one?

Bruce: We'll, he only brought one with him. They were specificly the red cherry Twizzelr's that he had with him-

Clark: No, I mean which son?

Bruce: The older one

Clark: Dick?

Bruce: No

Clark: You don't mean Jason than, do you?

Bruce: Of course not, I'm talking about my smaller one

Clark: Damian????

Bruce: No! Tim! How could you not know???? He was having a sleepover with Conner yesterday, remember????

Clark: I-....Ugh, It's just that I'm having a hard time focussing today since Jon keeps begging me and Lois to get him a sword after seeing Damian with it and I keep telling him no

Bruce: Get it for him

Clark: Absolutely not! He could hurt himself with it

Bruce: You and your son are both invulnerable, Clark, so I think he'll be just fine

Clark: I'm not getting him a sword!

Meanwhile with Jon:

Jon, flopping onto his bed with annoyance, talking to Damian on his phone: Aughhh! Damian, you wont believe it! My Mom and Dad won't let me get a sword! They say it's too dangerous!

Damian: -tt- Nonsense! It is a perfectly fine weapon to use in combat as long as you have enough training with it!

Jon: I know! It would just be so cool if I could have one! But they think that I won't be able to actually use it properly! Hmph!

Damian: Well, that stinks

Jon: Totally!

Damian:

Jon:

Damian:

Jon: Is it okay if I could maybe try out yours-

Damian: No, you're not touching my sword

Jon: :(

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pagodazz · 3 months

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Noah Maxwell hcs

for @freezingmcxn

I unprivated my Noah playlist just for this

(I honestly didn't know what kind of music to add for him. so I don't know if this will be him much at all)

One thing I can say for SURE is that I do not have the same kind of hcs for him as I do for everyone else, in fact his are very very angst oriented. so.

Tw for drug and alcohol abuse and shit (bc TT just acts like he doesn't have a problem, when bros literally an addict & alcoholic)

but I'm no where as attached to him like I am attaching to other characters so I cannot promise accuracy

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Noah is the kind of guy that would sit in bed all day and wait for other people to reach out to him before be makes any attempt to reach out to them, because honestly, I don't think Noah will think of other people when he's alone. He's too focused on whatever he's dealing with to stop and make time for others unless they demand it from him.

He doesn't exactly mean to do it to be rude, he just genuinely seems to forget other people even exist when he's alone. Unless it's Milo or Kevin, sometimes he'll forget them, but they're usually people he keeps in contact with most, so it's hard to push them out of his memory. his excessive drinking and drug use also is no help with his memory, and neither is the collective.

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I think Noah often lays awake at night staring into the darkness seeing if he can see the faces of the collective, or even worse, His own face. So he gives up on sleeping, and he decides to focus all his attention to being online.

He probably keeps the lights on after a while, and he'll learn how to ignore the movement he sees out of the corner of his eyes and he'll distract himself by answering questions, or by ignoring everyone and just binging his favorite shows or doing his own half assed research.

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I think that Noah tends to get sick alot, to the point where he can barley tolerate any amount of food in his system without feeling the instant need to vomit it all up. He probably even get in his head telling himself that he doesn't even deserve it, he hasn't worked hard enough to get these things he wants.

I imagine he shakes alot, hes almost frozen to the touch. You'd probably have to give him the biggest and softest blanket you have just to keep him kinda warm.

I also believe he gets aggressive when he isn't able to drink or take something, not like he's demanding to have it, but more like everything is annoying him and he's FREAKING THE FUCK OUT over being out. He cannot handle a single moment alone with his thoughts, he knows he will literally LOSE HIS MIND.

He hates silence for sure but he hates the sound of his own voice even more.

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Noah is a very delicate man, and he pretty much expects to be treated as such, but he NEVER is. He's kicked and beaten and thrown around and he gets back up, because he has to.

His ribs will ache and his lungs will burn and he'll hate the way he has to scrub the blood off his skin again and again, and he'll hear the sound of everyone laughing at him and he'll just feel so utterly humiliated by everything that he'll just have to completely hide himself.

He'll crumble over and just sob until he can't anymore and he'll find whatever he can take to ease the pain, and he'll take too much and he'll throw himself onto the bed and he'll start his routine all over again in the morning, and he knows that it'll only ever get worse for him.

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I think that Noah genuinely blames himself for the things other people are going through, even tho he has an AWFUL time showing it. we can use firebrand and prebrand as an example, they're both so FULL of guilt and that means obviously Noah is too.

Noah honestly thinks if he acts like he doesn't care at all, nothing bad will happen, but that's just not gonna work, because he can't stay away from the collective, they are coming to him. he doesn't have the option for escape like he thinks he does, he only has a choice in how he ends up. As a god or just a man who was useless and pathetic and has nothing to offer the world.

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Yyayy okay there's those,,, Patrick and Michael coming up,,, BUT. HONESTLY IM SORRY IF THESE DONT FIT HIM, I genuinely gotta rewatch tribetwelve when I'm NOT stoned out of my FUCKING MIND. I hope one of these works atleast

#Spotify #noah maxwell #tribe twelve #tribetwelve #hcs #my hcs #ethan rants 🐍#🐍 ⦻

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soracities · 7 months

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I need advice pls & i hope u can help me.I have important exams coming up for which I need to be working extremely hard and practice everyday,so that I able to score well in them to get into a good college but I feel frustrated and tired and then end up procastinating and using my phone and wasting sm time.Like before last week,I was doing so well and then then since last week,whenever I try to sit down and solve all these math problems basically,it feels very annoying idk if it makes sense.I mean I haven't even worked that hard or for long enough to have a burn out .I'm sorry that you have to listen to this random person on the internet rant also seeing your posts and reblogs do motivate me to read more and idk but u seem like a very intellectual person tbh.I aspire to be like u. I also want to read more and stay consistent and disciplined in doing so - being disciplined and consistent is a struggle for me TT

I think discipline and consistency is hard for anyone, especially because there's nothing easily romanticized about it--but at the end of the day, intimidating as it all feels discipline and consistency are also nothing more than a series of small, individual tasks, repeated one after the other. I think if you spend all your time looking at all the things you still need to do, all the lists you haven't checked and counting the achievements required to get there you will overwhelm yourself to the point of inaction (or procrastination). But they are all only a series of little tasks, in the end.

I don't know how much help this will be for you, but one of the best pieces of advice I ever got when I was younger was to never underestimate the impact of small term goals. It's so easy to get caught up with a mythical distant future with a daunting list of demands, but try asking yourself instead: what can I do today that will help me the most tomorrow? Not a week from now, not a year from now--tomorrow. So if, for example, you have 10 maths questions to do over the weekend, instead of worrying about the fact that you have 10 maths question looming over you over the weekend, break them down so that you are only looking at each individual task.

To do the first question for example you only have one task: Read the question. And now that I have read the question, I only have one task: write the sum down. Now that I have written the sum down, I only have one task: find the first requirement. Now that I have found the first requirement, I only have one task: work out that requirement.

And so on and so forth, for each step. And when you have finished the first question, that means you have one thing less to do for tomorrow (or even just for the next hour).

It's been a very, very long time since I had to sit down and study, especially for exams, so while I absolutely understand the pressure and sympathise with you so much, anon, I know there is a limit to how much insight I can give beyond this. All I know, all that has stayed with me, really, is the importance of allowing yourself to try as much as you can to focus on what you can do and what you have done instead of everything that you feel is still waiting for you. I don't know when your exams will be but it they are the most daunting to you right now, then break them up into their little tasks, and break those up into timelines for you to focus on--a week, two weeks etc., Sending you all my love and support and believe me, there is more than enough time for you to become the things you envision for yourself 💗

#ask #anonymous #notes from elsewhere

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aurora--dragon · 2 months

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Totk spoilers/ theory

OK HEAR ME OUT!

I still haven't completed the game jet ( jes I know its been out for allmost a jear now, life is hard ok?), BUT! there is ONE thing that won't leave me ALONE! I CAN'T SLEEP ANYMORE AND THE THOUGHTS JUST KEEP COMMING AND I CAN'T TALK TO ANYONE ABOUT IT SINCE THERE IS NO ANSWER!

anyway...

And that one single thing that is driving me insane... is the question or existence... or more like lack there off... :

Were is Sonias and Raurus child?

I have enough memorys to basically know everything that happened in the ancient past (draconification, Minerus 'death' and all), and there is none that points to theyre existence...

But like...

There has to be one!

Otherwise Totk/botw Zelda wouldn't exist! Since Im pretty shure Sonia and Zelda are BLOOD RELATED ! And Sonia gets killed by Ganondorf, you can even see her grave in one memory! AND YOU CAN EVEN FIND IT IN THE PRESENT AS LINK! So they had to have a child DURING the memorys you can find, DURING THE TIME ZELDA IS IN THE PAST!

And I don't think the child is already an adult since Sonia doesn't look that old (I estimate she is in her 30s at best, jes I know you should never think to much into a video game characters age, but I like to speculate about pixels ok?), and I firmly believe that she wouldn't hide a secret child from Rauru (aka cheat on him), so they have to one together!

SO WERE THE FUCK IS IT?!

WERE IS THEY'RE HYLIAN ZONAI HYBRID KID???........

....

Wait-

Hylian and Zonai hybrid

...

Wait a minute...

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Sounds kinda familiar doesn't it?

Were do we see one?

Maybe not in a memory but somewhere. ;]

... maybe ....

An item?

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THATS RIGHT!

!!!

THE ANCIENT HERO!

!!!

THERE YOU HAVE IT!

The figure that the ancient heros aspect displays is the child of Sonia and Rauru!

AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL!!!

Which also means little ancient hero has a dead mom, a ghost dad ...

...

and an aunt which basically went:

I know you need me more than anything now child, but the future needs me kid. See ya✌️"

They have aunty issues lol

And are now an orphan...

And no family anymore since Zelda is also gone now :[

No one...

(Now I made myself cry.... and this still doesn't answer my actual question... :(

TT^TT damit... I'm so sad now... WHYYYYY ToT )

...

You're welcome :,]

#tears of the kingdom #the legend of zelda #theory #zelda theory #legend of zelda #totk spoilers #loz totk #totk rauru #totk sonia #I really need to talk to someone about this...

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hello!! i'm here for the matchup thingie ^^

• fandoms: shinee + exo

• pronouns: she/her

• mbti + ennea: isfp 4w5

• taste in fashion: i like more simple outfits. like shirts that are just a single color bc i'm not really into stamps and all. and the shirts are in more neutral colors like black & white, or colors in a darker shades, especially red and blue. i loove stripes tho. also sweaters are my thing, and crochet tops for summer. for bottom parts, whatever is comfortable which means i like mom jeans better than skinny jeans lol (sorry if this got too long shshsjsjsj)

• aesthetic tendencies: i'm not really into makeup, the only thing i put on is lip gloss. i keep my hair natural aka curly, i dyed it dark ginger sometime ago but now i'm growing it out and thinking about dying it black (naturally it is dark brown)

• favorite features on my self: hmm i like my eyes and eyelashes, also my lips, my collabones too kinda, and my hair when it's not a mess

• favorite group era: ok this is HARD (pun unintended) omg hmm for shinee i love 1 of 1, the vibes were great and they all looked so good in those colorful fits, so that's the one. for exo tho i'm torn between monster, ko ko bop and cream soda aghshshsjsjs but i will go with ko ko bop for a single reason: red mullet baek (aka the loml)

• what i like in a partner: i like respectful people, who don't pressure me and try to make me feel comfortable through small but meaningful actions. people who are rather quiet than loud really catch my eye, but i also enjoy being around more extroverted and talkative people, although i have a hard time keeping up with them most times

• a song that sounds like me: the archer by taylot swift :,) i relate to it soo much it's crazy. mitski's thursday girl too, and lana del rey's doin' time (a friend of mine once said this song has my vibe lol i took it as a compliment)

• 3 fav songs from the groups: ok now that's hard omgggg for shinee one is definitely lucifer (my fav tt of theirs), an ode to you, and 1 of 1 (honestly i'm still getting into their discography). for exo it's forever, she's dreaming and let me in (man i changed it like 10 times help)

that's ittt, please take your time with writing! and take care of yourself too <3

Hello!! Thank you so much for your patience, it was fun working on this, so thank you for the request! All matchups that I recieve will probably be around this length, give or take, so I hope this is fine!!

For SHINee, your match is: Taemin

Sweetie, can I just ask, are you okay? The songs that you mentioned are exceptionally interesting but also rather sad— Anyway, to start off, an ISFP 4w5, to my understanding, is someone who is very introverted and appreciates living a more average life, with very few but exceptionally exciting things. Just enough to make them not quite ordinary, but just enough to fly under the majority’s radar.

As such, I believe someone that catches wind of your unusual “charm” or interests would become instantly interested in you. Especially someone like Taemin.

More under the cut.

As an idol with a lot of accolades for both group and solo works, he’s definitely someone who outside of work greatly appreciates a sense of normalcy. Being an INFP, this also heavily implies that he’s more likely to be a homebody, and that he’s someone prone to sticking to what he knows and rarely tries anything new. Being with someone who feels like they’re immediately part of his average at-home lifestyle, yet still keeps him on his toes, is definitely someone that he’d like to have in his life.

Besides, his personality is essentially a melting pot of all of his hyungs combined, so in his humble opinion, he’s all the fun that anyone could ever need.

“Minho hyung? Aren’t I enough fun though? 6v6”

He thinks that the way you dress is so cute. To him, although a bit plain, the fact that such outfits compliment you so well is an ode to how naturally charming and attractive you are. And, because they’re more on the simple side, he can subtly match with you whenever you go out without catching too much attention. Nowadays, he’s more interested in looking soft and cute anyway. So if he needs an idea on what to wear, or how he’d want to style himself, he can always count on looking at you to feel inspired!

He also loves your au naturél look. While anyone can appreciate how pretty makeup looks, he especially appreciates how fresh and sexy you look with your natural skin, and glossy lips. For whatever reason, he thinks it goes well with your curly hair, and the mostly natural colors you dye it in! It’s like he’s looking at someone who is beauty incarnate, and he always feels that simply looking at you is like a breath of fresh air. Like after a long day, he can just hug and feel refreshed!

Speaking of hair though, to an extent, Taemin can empathize with how stubborn and messy curly hair can get as he has had it at some point. If you’ll allow him, he’ll probably share some tips about how he managed to keep his tamed. (And if he can’t remember what that special hair thing was called, he’ll randomly ask his makeup and stylist noona about it)

Taemin is also very considerate and well attuned to the emotional needs of others thank to his INFP personality. Whenever he does something with you around, you can always count on him to ask if it’s something you’d like to do. And if not, given his hard-headed nature, he’d try and find a compromise that will still keep things fun and exciting for both of you.

Taemin also strikes me as someone who would take a little work with him home, as opposed to staying at a studio overtime. So he’d probably bounce some of his ideas for concepts onto you, and will willingly engage in lengthy conversations about what you think, how it could be possibly interpreted and received, and if it’s something that the fans would like.

Overall, I think someone like Taemin would be greatly entranced by someone like you :DDD

For EXO, your match is: Suho

On the more Extroverted side of the spectrum, I believe Suho, Mr. Kim Junmyeon, would love to be your match!

As a natural born leader, Suho has traits that can easily stir an exciting and fun gathering into something easy and comfortable. Having a fair share of friends who are introverts themselves, along with members that are on that end of the spectrum as well, he knows how to take care of those that prefer observing and having fun with others as opposed to being the fun.

As an Extrovert, he is usually recharged when he hangs out with people he’s very comfortable with and loves sharing things that he’s interested in with them.

This would extend to you! In the very likely scenario that he’s away on tour or preparing for a comeback, whenever something happens with the boys, or if he finds a pretty illustration or flower, he’ll snap a picture or two just to send you. One with just the object of interest, and one that has him in the frame, along with his famous uncle jokes as a caption or greeting. Most of the time, he’s sharing videos about him complaining about the members.

“I miss you like how the boys miss the point.”

He’s definitely the type of person that would want you to constantly think of him when something good happens in your life, so he’d want you to have a lot of happy memories to look back on whenever you meet. Things like picking out a matching outfit, taking candid photos of you, holding out a hand for you when crossing the road, things that make you feel properly girl-like because he wants to treat you with care. Ever the prince that he is.

He’s also the type of person that tends to take care of the people he’s with, almost in a motherly fashion. So even if he knows that you’re very capable and naturally charming, he’d love to help you out regardless. It’s a habit he’s picked up on as years of being a leader, but in the instance that you do even the smallest of favors for him, he’s eternally grateful. The boys would love you too after seeing how much their leader is whipped for you and would jokingly call both of you, “mom.”

Nowadays, Suho is super into the “casual, effortless” style, so he’d find your own style of clothing very fresh and compliments his own very well. I can also see him as being the type of person that loves to be on camera and likes taking nice pictures of himself. So after getting inspired by those aesthetic posts of couples on pinterest, he would love to take those fun and casual pictures of the two of you, if you would let him.

He loves your eyes. Whenever you two eat together and you’re too absorbed in your food to notice, he likes to watch how your eyes blink and how your eyelashes kiss your grace your cheeks ever so often! He’ll have to remind himself to kiss them later when he sends you home. Though the thought of it makes him feel sort of lonely, he knows that you’d always just be a text or picture away whenever he does go back to work. But as long as he has you right now, he’ll make the most of what he can.

Overall, I think this princely leader would love to take care of you! :DDD

#shinee #shinee matchup #exo matchup #shinee x reader #exo x reader #exo imagines #shinee imagines #lee taemin #lee taemin imagine #shinee taemin #exo suho #exo suho imagine #kim junmyeon #kim junmyeon imagine #suho matchup #taemin matchup

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chiscribbs · 11 months

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Soooo...

Idk how to properly preface this, but - I’ve been dealing with some major comparison issues lately, looking at the works of others that I admire and making the mistake of thinking “man, I wish I could make something as good as that,” haha It’s not a healthy thought, don’t recommend. :’>

I’m a firm believer that comparison can be good when it helps you grow, but it can also be poisonous to creativity and motivation when you let it get to you. That’s a hard line to walk as a creator, everything we make is so...personal. Even the dumb little scribbles we just do for fun, there’s heart attached to those.

Anyway - I’ve found that one good way to deal with these feelings (along with prayer and maybe removing yourself from the source for a little while, if need be) is to just...share some things that I’m not particularly proud of. I.E. unfinished WIPs that I’ve been holding onto for awhile or just pieces I didn’t deem good enough to post.

I find that this helps alleviate some of the pressure to impress? Reminds me that, hey - it’s just art. It’s not some world-changing masterpiece that I need to conceal and hide from the light of day until it’s absolutely perfect. It’s not the thing that gives me worth or value, it’s just...art. It’s a hobby and a passion, meant to be enjoyable and inspiring. I’m not competing with other artists, just adding to the vast expanse of art that already exists.

TL;DR: Below you’ll find some(mostly ROTTMNT and some TTS) WIPS, sneak peeks of future/current projects and unfinished pieces that I’m posting in order to remind myself to just chill out and make art rather than getting all in my head about how my work compares to others.

Note: I will not be posting this in any public tags, but you’re free to reblog it if you so wish. Please do not repost, tho. Enjoy <3

-- Very first attempts at the turtles (+the TTS OC trio). Donnie’s proportions are all kinds of off in that bottom middle one, LOL.

-- Dorky Pals for Life + showtunes (Tuck Everlasting, specifically)

-- Some old, wholesome Cassarian content that I sketched ages ago and sadly never finished.

-- Human!Leo concept art for a project my sister and I are working on together, that’s still pretty far from seeing the light of day.

-- Some rough planning/notes for an animatic that I’m really hoping to make sometime in the near future (no, it is not connected to the CAS, just set in the apocalyptic timeline - in case there’s any confusion, lol.)

-- A small preview of a sketch page for an AU that I’ve been working for a long time (since well before GA AU was even conceived). It’s an AU that I love and want to share, but plan to do so once the sketch page is completely done. And it’s been taking awhile to finish. Soon, hopefully.

...

Anyway, that’s all I’m gonna share for now, I think. If you made it this far - kudos. You deserve a badge or something, lol. Thanks to anybody who took the time to view these. I hope you look forward to seeing some of them completed soon! And, um, if you’re dealing with the same issues with comparison in your art then...maybe try doing the same thing? It might help a little bit. :>

#artistnotes #chiscribbs #artrehearsals

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acourtofthought · 5 months

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There are choices and choices.

If Az chooses to choose because he wants and thinks he deserves to be loved, it is not a choice really thought out with heart.

So Mor is the first choice and Elain is a desire for what he wants and it is something rational.

He wants more, there is no romantic and beautiful love like the brothers feel.

Gwyn won't even be the third choice because Sarah must do what she always does, he will like it without wanting to and he won't have reason and brain command.

Rationally, Aelin wouldn't have opened up to Rowan, but she did because she never looked for it.

Maybe it's weak reasoning, but I think Sarah brings together couples who don't want to be together and don't even stay close thinking about Love.

Az thought he liked Mor but he was looking for that.

Az wants and thinks that with Elain he should be happy in love, force this feeling in a certain way.

With Gwyn he will look for nothing and come naturally.

Because all of Sarah's couples are natural and don't start out in love.

I agree. Az wanted Mor for 500 plus years and it was only, very recently on their timeline, that he finally started to come around to the realization that she was probably never going to want him. It's actually a bit weird to think that he was that hard up for Mor (some try to downplay what he felt for her but it's been one of the most major aspects of his character, it's foolish to downplay it) only to believe he's fallen in love with Elain to a greater degree on the exact same timeline.

Because that's what it would be. He gave Elain TT and saved her from Hybern's camp (along with Feyre) which some claim was done out of love but he then went on to stare at Mor with lust in ACOFAS. That's just.....not romantic. Also, it's not really healthy to jump from Mor to Elain in that short a period of time. The more logical explanation for what Az is going through is that he's started to come around to the fact that he'll never end up with Mor but rather than being really ready to admit that to himself, he's latched on to the idea of something else so he can avoid his feelings. And his new fixation is "why did my two brothers get mating bonds while I didn't?" "Why did LUCIEN get a mating bond while I didn't?" It's not about Elain regardless of him staring at the headache powder for a year. If it were about Elain he would be going out of his way to be there for HER, regardless of his sadness over not having a bond with her. He would put aside his own feeling to help her through her first full year of being fae, he would sacrifice his struggles in order to make sure that she's doing alright with Nesta having pushed her away. If Az had any real feelings at all for Elain she would be his focus, not "I'm going to brood by myself because you all got bonds and I didn't". So yeah, he's so messed up about his relationship status and his mating bond status that he's not really showing interest in Elain for the right reasons. I'm still waiting for an E/riel to provide one thing that Az actually likes about Elain, one thing he admires about her, one thing he is impressed with. The fact that Az has been fixated on having a bond with someone for 500 plus years shows that Elain is not going to be enough for him without one. And his almost immediate transference of wanting a bond with Mor to wanting a bond with Elain is pretty much a guarantee that he's not getting a bond with either one because it's like he's just swapping out one single female for another. He's trying so hard to force something that is not happening. And the fact that Gwyn might be his mate yet neither is aware of it at this point means they're set up to come together in a more organic way.

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You know how in canon Damian tells Bruce that it was better when you weren’t here when he came back from being dead/the time thing. Dick goes back to blood haven and a week into being robin to Bruce’s bat man Damian realizes that Bruce is a horrible mentor and parent. He runs away to blood haven without telling anyone after Bruce yelled a him for (insert something ridiculous and contradictory). Dick comes home from work as a police officer to Damian on his couch and agrees to let Damian stay and become flame bird

Didn't know anything about Flamebird, found out it's a fandom version of Damian working alongside Nightwing (correct me if I'm wrong, I just looked it up and I don't have many details)

I think my favorite iteration of them is this

With that being said, let's get on with the fic:

Damian was convinced that all Bruce needed was time to understand him and the two could work together. Yet it was nothing like that, everything was labeled as "violent" and "wrong" whenever Damian did something. He tried to be a good Robin for Bruce, yet it seems that whenever Damian reaches a requirement somehow ten more are needed before Bruce can trust him. He was getting sick of it. How long does he have to put up with his supposed "great" father, whom mother would always speak of? This man seemed to be less of great.

Finally his patience had grown too thin.

"You were irresponsible and reckless! This was a stealth mission and you just attacked for no reason!"

"I was covering for you! They had nightvision in their scopes and before you were shot I acted! Why don't you believe me?!"

"You could've done better, you should've alerted me instead of giving it away to the others or find a way to subdue the enemy without giving yourself away"

"Fine! I'll let you get shot next time then!"

"Go to your room, you're done for the night"

"Tt. At least Richard tried to hear me out, all you do is hide and scowl"

Dick unlocked his door, stepping in to come upon Damian with a hoodie looking small as he kept his knees to his chest sitting on the couch.

"Damian? How did you get in?"

"Window was easy to unlock, you should get better security"

"Well I'm not exactly expecting someone to waltz in through the window like that"

"You should. Anything can happen officer"

"Heh alright, wanna explain what you're doing here? Long way from Gotham"

"...why did you leave?"

"What?"

"Why did you go back to being Nightwing? Weren't we the best? So why did I have to stay with father... he doesn't understand me"

Dick sat on the sofa "You are hard to understand, very difficult"

"But he doesn't try, he berates my efforts and catergizes my actions from my background only. Never giving me time to explain or see my way on it. He doesn't care like you have. Richard, why did you have to go? Did you not... like having me around?"

Dick opened and closed his mouth a few times "You are a brat, but I always enjoyed having you around. We're Batman and Robin. When Bruce came back I thought it ample to let him take back the mantle and let you bond with your dad as we all did. You didn't know him well enough, so I wanted to give you time to know Bruce-" Dick sighed "-I clearly underestimated his paranoia. I thought he would be nicer to a child, but I guess all he can see is how you were raised and not how you changed"

"I left without saying a word, I couldn't take it"

"...do you want to go back?"

"No. I'm tired of trying to appease to him, I don't want to"

"Alright, then since Gotham has Batman and Blüdhaven has Nightwing. How about Nightwing gets a partner?"

"You... would really want to work together again? Can Robin even do that?"

"Who says you have to be Robin? We've all changed, how about Flamebird?"

"Hm... I would like to work with you again. But won't father try to take me back to Gotham?"

"If he does we will handle it. For now, how about we get you a suit Flamebird?"

#damian wayne #bruce wayne #robin #batman #dick grayson #nightwing #flamebird #ask fic #anon

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ourladyofmaplemurder · 10 months

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I used to joke that the only way Toni made sense in Season 4 was if she was just really stoned the whole time. So, I wrote a ficlet about it. Here you go.

Toni smokes a joint with Nana and they talk about stuff. <3

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Toni sat in the greenhouse and took another long drag on her joint. She seemed to be smoking more and more often and something about that worried her, but not nearly as much as...other things.

Cheryl had Jason's corpse in the basement.

She was talking to him, reading him the newspaper, and asking him for fashion advice.

"You've never met Jason, have you?"

Toni hit the joint again. Smoking was the least of her worries and besides, anyone would need the break.

The image of Cheryl sewing up her dead brother's belly wouldn't disappear no matter how high Toni was. The smell wouldn't leave her nose, not of the corpse, nor the rat Cheryl had killed, and asked her to dispose of.

They'd laid together in bed that night and Cheryl had kissed her so tenderly.

"Now you know everything. You have all of me, TT."

And wasn't that what Toni wanted? Wasn't that what she'd asked for? She loved Cheryl Blossom and loving her meant...accepting her as she was, right? Was love acceptance or was it protest? What was the 'right thing' to do?

Toni drew her knees into her chest and thought she should cry, but tears just wouldn't come. She considered calling Fangs or Sweet Pea, but what would she even say?

"My girlfriend has lost her mind and has her dead brother in the basement. And oh, yeah, I've lost it too because it's been here for a week and I haven't said a damn word to anyone about it." Toni snapped at the air.

She knew she couldn't tell anyone. Any sane person's response to this would be to have Cheryl committed and Jason returned to his coffin. That, of course, made sense. That was the 'right' thing to do.

Toni took a shuddering breath and hit the joint again. She watched the smoke dissipate into the air.

Right or not, Cheryl would never forgive her. Never. She was already paranoid Toni wasn't on board, which was fair. Who would be?

There was a sound at the door to the greeenhouse. Creaking.

"Antionette?"

"Nana?"

Nana Rose wheeled herself over to the spot Toni was hiding in. Toni didn't have the where withal to even hide the fact that she was smoking.

"You smell of marijuana." Nana said coolly.

"Sorry." Toni sighed.

"You should be." Nana said in that snippy voice of hers, "You know I have rheumatoid."

Toni snorted and offered Nana the joint.

"Thank you, child."

Nana Rose hit the joint and exhaled without a cough. Toni nodded in respect, desperately trying to find the humor in all this. She knew it was there, but the laughter just wouldn't come. She felt dead. That was almost funny.

"You seem troubled." Nana said.

Toni nodded.

"Is this regarding my granddaughter?"

Toni nodded again.

"Well, surely you can work things out."

Toni nodded a third time. Finally, she spoke.

"I hope so."

Nana took another hit and passed the joint back to Toni.

"Take heart. Cheryl loves you." She said.

"I know. I love her too. I just...Nana, I worry about her. Fuck, I worry about myself. Sorry for swearing." Toni said.

Nana waved her off.

"Life doesn't get any easier when you worry about it." She said.

"No, I guess not. I just don't know what to do." Toni whispered.

Nana Rose was an odd woman with an odd sensibility about life. She didn't know the ins and outs of whatever was bothering her granddaughter's little lover, but she'd seen many things in her time. She was also appreciative of the joint. So, she, in her half-blind way, offered the only advice she thought would help.

"If you love her, then keep her close. Hard times come and go, but love is more than enough to see you through it." Nana said.

Toni wanted to believe her. She didn't, but she figured if she smoked a little more, she might.

Later that night...

Cheryl and Toni laid in bed, snuggled up. Cheryl pulled back briefly, nose wrinkled.

"You smell like a skunk."

"It's weed, Cher."

"Oh. Duh." Cheryl said, shaking off her obvious misunderstanding.

Her mind had been so fuzzy lately. Of course the smell was weed. Where would Toni have even encountered a skunk? That made no sense. Really, Cheryl knew she hadn't been making much sense lately, but before she could start spiraling about it, Toni took her hand and kissed it idly. Then she continued.

"Yeah, I was smoking in the greenhouse and Nana hustled a few puffs out of me."

"What?"

"For her rheumatoid." Toni said with a slight affect.

"You smoked weed with my Nana?"

"She snuck up on me and what was I going to say? No?" Toni chuckled.

Cheryl laughed a little too.

"That's so crazy."

It wasn't. Not compared to...other things.

"Yeah." Toni sighed.

"That explains why she asked me for a tin of biscuits earlier." Cheryl remembered.

And something about the image of Nana munching on 'biscuits' made Toni laugh, finally, and once she started, she couldn't stop.

Toni was certain that this was what it felt like to go insane...and yet, when she looked over to Cheryl, who was regarding her with a mixture of gentle concern and amusement, Toni just wanted to kiss her.

"I love you, Cheryl Blossom."

"I love you too, TT."

#I don't know why I wrote this today #Choni #Cheryl Blossom #Toni Topaz #Ficlet #I'll probably move this over to Ao3 when I feel like it #<3

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cryborgs · 6 days

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thank u @archonfurina for the tag + questions! this was a v fun way for me to secretly pass time at work <3

‧₊˚ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ soft ask game ‧₊˚ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

01. a character you love.

Lee Gyu-Hyuk. i think about him every day. i listen to songs that make me think of him and make lil music videos in my head. he is... what can i even say ㅠㅠ very vague general non-spoiler spoilers, but everyone in Buried Stars Game ™ has their issues and Gyu-Hyuk is no exception, but he works so hard to take care of others and he's so kind and caring IT DRIVES ME CRAZY ACTUALLY hahahaha i am SO normal about him...

02. your favourite food from your culture.

i have been pondering this for days and i just dont know TT i dont want to act like because i'm from the US i have no culture but also it's hard for me to figure out what our cultural foods are. umm i guess i really like pumpkin pie? also pizza my beloved. i know pizza is not exactly an american thing but also. the way we do it is, so. i shall count it. pizza my beloved

03. what your dream apartment / room / house is like.

ooh okay. it's definitely gotten a bit smaller as i've gotten older, but it'd be nice to have more room than i've got now. not to go toooo wild but i'd love a 3 bed 2 bath single level house with a garage/shed and a porch?? with enough room for both me + my partner to have nice pc setups. also barely related but... i want a nice desk so bad 😭 my dad had one that's sitting unused in my mom's house and i dont have room for it at my apartment but it's so nice and sturdy and i journal a ton and would fucking LOVE to have an actually nice space to do it

04. your personal style or aesthetic.

tried thinking about this on my own and could NOT come up with an answer, so i asked my sisters for their input and i got "stinking cute" and "turbo punk with pop overtones" so take those how you will

05. a happy memory.

when i was a teenager, most thursdays i would go to a roller skating rink with a few friends. we'd skate for hours and pester the dj to play marina and the diamonds songs. then afterwards we'd go to the huge 24-hour grocery store across the street and buy ice cream and/or doughnuts and we'd sit in the car eating and talking for hours.

06. your favourite way(s) to spend time.

i am. such a homebody. i like doing all sorts of things but i honestly love just being at home with my partner and playing video games. oh. also i love eating. it is a hobby <3

07. story behind your url / title / quote / description / icon.

cryborgs i believe kinda came from VIXX's "Error" mv, not any type of direct reference, but just the vibe. my blog title is a slightly weirdly translated line from We Best Love, a bl drama that infected my brain for a while in 2021 (i still love it ok im not over it). i never know what to put in my description so i usually just put the media i'm currently watching/playing but also i dont update it so it's almost always wrong 💀 annnnd my icon is my beloved Han Do-Yoon from Buried Stars Game ™...... i love him.....

08. something that comforts you or brings you joy.

i dont watch it regularly anymore, but Running Man. regardless of what bad things are going on, i know i can turn on an old ep and be happy for 1.3 hours. it's gotten me through so much school stress, family issues, and general mental unwellness, it'll always have a place in my heart.

09. what you're looking forward to.

i started writing this a week ago and the thing i was looking forward to already passed soo um,. i really don't have anything too notable right now? i am looking forward to being done with my 6pm meeting -_-

10. something else that's important to you.

hmmmmmm i have this brain problem where sometimes i get pedantic about the meaning of words so right now i am like, "important" ?? what is it,,,, for somethign to be "important" .... anyways i think journaling is something that probably fits the bill? it's something i enjoy doing and i really like having a written record of things to look back on, and being able to see how i felt about things in the moment they were happening. i also journal about video games a lot and it's so fun to look back at the times Before big twists and reveals... ah my innocence...

#ahh this was fun! thank u sofia!!#tagged: ignore me

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